The crazy boss took me to win in the world of cultivating immortals

Luo Bai stopped talking mid-sentence.

He pinched his fingers awkwardly, perhaps feeling that he had said a little too much, and looked a little uncomfortable.

He felt that no one was willing to listen to what he had to say in this kind of competition situation.

Anyway, my attitude just now was very good, right?

The night master of Xuanming Palace should not be cruel to him, right?

Thinking like this, he let go of some of his psychological burden. He reached out and covered it with a black cloth and left.

Thanks to his good leadership, every one of the disciples who came up later seemed to have been given a shot of chicken blood, and they spoke with great confidence, and no one dared to show off anymore.

In the eyes of others, perhaps a small sect has a small structure and cannot produce anything good at all.

But Ning Moqing's vision was different.

The perspective of looking at things is also different.

She didn't want to ruin the good appreciation atmosphere of the conference, but when a certain disciple took out the treasure he brought, she couldn't help it. She raised her hand and asked, "Are you... selling it?"

That baby is also a spiritual beast, a...duck?

He's cute and cute, and he can speak human language.

After being summoned by the disciple, he lay there stroking his round belly, his eyes looking calm and indifferent to everything.

The funniest thing is its skills!

That disciple actually said that this duck's skill was taunting.

That is, if you encounter a strong enemy, you throw the duck out and let him scold the opponent.

The other party will be so angry that they chase the duck and chop it, and you can take the opportunity to escape.

Ning Moqing didn't know what kind of mood that disciple had, and how he could hold back his laughter while introducing this treasure.

Anyway, after he finished speaking, the scene fell silent for a moment.

Ning Moqing knew that everyone was holding back their laughter, but mainly because of Ye Shen, no one dared to be too presumptuous.

But ever since she asked, "Sell it?"...

They didn't hold back their laughter, they were really silent.

They don't understand more and more, what is going on with this brand new Xuanming Palace?

The head of the Transformation God Realm came to watch a small sect's competition, and his disciples asked him if his treasure could be sold.

This is a spirit appreciation meeting, not an auction!

For some reason, Ning Moqing particularly liked that duck.

Jian Shuangyan and Beiliang looked at her with blank expressions, and immediately said to them sincerely: "I'm not kidding, don't you think that duck... is really cute?"

Beiliang silently rolled his eyes, Shuangyan shook his head.

Ning Moqing clicked her tongue, indicating that her aesthetics were different, so what else could she say? He turned and looked at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen actually didn't see it, so what's so cute about that stupid duck?

It looks like it can be cooked in a pot after plucking the hair...

but!

Since Ning Moqing liked her, he naturally couldn't bear to hit her.

On the spot, he said to the disciple: "Make a price."

"..."

With these four words, he was no longer asking about whether to sell it or not.

The disciple in the middle of the field saw that they really didn't look like they were joking. He came to his senses and immediately waved his hands and said: "Ah! No, no, no! In fact... our sect doesn't have any treasures to display at all..."

"But since you're here to participate in the competition, you can't come empty-handed, right? I just... caught it..."

"But it's true that it can taunt! I met a bandit on the way here and wanted to cook it and give it a good scolding. I've seen it with my own eyes!"

"Since Miss Ning likes it, I'll give it to you."

The disciple himself felt a little embarrassed as he talked.

Seeing that the other party was willing to give in, Ning Moqing thought about it and immediately took out a few high-grade glass beads from the space ring.

Later, I thought, would the disciples who cultivate immortals look down on these common things?

Then he took out some rare ores, rare herbs and the like.

Then, he put them all on the table in front of him and said to the disciple: "No matter how you own this spiritual beast, in short, what is yours is yours, and I will not take it for nothing."

"I have three high-grade glazed beads here and a bunch of other rare items. See which one you want? I'll trade it with you for this spiritual beast. How about it?"

"...!!"

The disciples present were all shocked.

I knew Xuanming Palace was rich, but I didn’t know it was so arrogant!

Just...a duck?

Is it worth so much?

The duck's current owner was also stunned. He would never have thought that a duck caught casually on the roadside would be taken aback by the big bosses of Xuanming Palace?

Although the other party did give a lot, he was also very moved.

But, he didn’t dare to ask for it!

Head Ye looked at the young man and sat there casually.

But that aura was overwhelming and terrifying.

He was afraid that if he really chose, he would be killed in the next second.

So after much hesitation, I shook my head and said I would just send it to him.

He wanted to give it away, but Ning Moqing was not happy. Ning Moqing wanted to buy it, but he didn't dare to ask for it.

The entanglement between the two sides wore away the child's patience.

Beiliang slapped the table and stood up. He couldn't control his strength, and the table in front of him broke apart.

"My Eleventh Senior Sister said, I won't ask for it in vain. Just choose if I let you choose! Where does all this nonsense come from?!"

Beiliang is so small that it doesn't show mountains or dew. To outsiders, it looks like someone's child was just brought out to see the world.

At this moment, a palm strike was so terrifying.

This gave everyone a new understanding of the strength of Xuanming Palace.

When a child is irritable, parents naturally have to control it.

Ye Chen glanced over with cold eyes, and Beiliang immediately closed his mouth and remained silent.

When the situation was awkward, the disciple in that scene wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and took the initiative to hug the duck over.

He walked up to Ning Moqing in fear and broke the spiritual bond between himself and the duck in front of her.

When the duck saw that the contract was terminated, he immediately flapped his fat wings and tried to run away, but Ning Moqing grabbed him by the neck and picked him up.

"Stupid human, you dare to grab this Lord Huangqi's neck, please put me down!"

"Hey, are you quite good at sarcasm?"

Ning Moqing was amused by the way it flapped its wings, and no matter how hard it struggled, she said to herself: "From now on, just follow me. I'll give you a nice name, just Yaya. What do you think?"

Huang Qi struggled even more fiercely: "I told you that my name is Huang Qi! Not a duck! Stupid human! Let me go!"

Ning Moqing turned a deaf ear and put Huang Qi to Ye Chen's side first, and said to the disciple, "Just take whatever you want! Don't be embarrassed."

Seeing what Ning Moqing said, the disciple finally took the three glass beads and left with great gratitude.

As soon as he left and the melon was finished, the person hosting the game came to his senses and quickly moved on to the next game.

Huang Qi stood on Ye Chen's table, neither running nor jumping, as quiet as a cooked duck.

After Ning Moqing sat down next to Ye Chen, she teased, "Why is Yaya so good now?"

Huang Qi reluctantly raised his head and glanced at Ye Chen. After meeting his sharp gaze, he immediately retracted his head.

He muttered in a low voice: "This world is indeed crazy. The mighty Demon Lord actually came to the world of cultivating immortals to pretend to be the head of Chunliang? Tsk, that's really scary!"